Sundays and Tuesdays and Thursday Afternoons

25 Sep

I really like (read: am obsessed with) a British show called Doctor Who. It’s sci-fi, it’s part of British pop culture, and it’s gaining quite a following in the U.S. It’s about a Time Lord called the Doctor who travels through time and space, usually with a companion.

I highly recommend the show – it’s funny, scary, dramatic, and everything in between.

However this post isn’t about Doctor Who. It’s about the small things in life. Okay, it’s a little bit about Doctor Who.

The following is an exchange between the Doctor and his companion, Amy (s5e2).

Doctor: Big day tomorrow.

Amy: Sorry, what?

Doctor: Well, it’s always a big day tomorrow – I’ve got a time machine; I skip the little ones.

And then in a later episode (s6e1) the Doctor says: There’s loads of boring stuff, like Sundays and Tuesdays and Thursday afternoons.

I beg to differ. As thrilling as adventures are, there’s something extremely magical in the so-called ordinary things in life. Like Sundays.

The ordinary days are the really special ones. You might not realize this so much until something comes up that interferes with the ordinariness of it. You know what I’m talking about. Like when you’re hanging around, doing your thing, surfing the internet, eating dinner, getting ready to go out, and you find out there’s been an accident. That someone’s died. That someone’s sick. That life as you knew it is gone.

It’s then when most people get it. They finally understand how sacred those so-called “boring” days actually are.

Sometimes I think that those who don’t appreciate the small things, or notice them…I think they don’t notice on purpose. That it’s because they don’t want to slow down or think too much about themselves or where they are in life and so they need the excitement and the rush. To forget.

Take The Doctor. He acts wacky and speaks a million miles a minute and rushes all over the place, helter skelter across time and space. But he does it, I think, to forget. Because he’s troubled. He has a tragic past; he’s lost almost everyone he’s ever loved. So he’s always on to the next big thing, because if he stops he’ll remember. And he doesn’t want to.

Recall the exchange between the Doctor and Amy, about skipping the little days. It continues:

Amy: Have you ever run away from something because you were scared…or not ready? Or just because you could?

Doctor: Once. A long time ago.

Amy: What happened?

Doctor: Hello.

2 Responses to “Sundays and Tuesdays and Thursday Afternoons”

  1. sarahjaneprosetry September 26, 2011 at 8:22 am #

    A quote I read once “There are no ordinary moments”. Sometimes stillness is the best adventure.

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